Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from San Marino and from Bologna.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Jakarta and Madrid.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967 at the first Rodriguez practice in a loft in Detroit.
I was working on the theremin sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Lou Reed & Metallica to the punk kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jeff Mills. All the underground hits.
All Scion tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Danielle Patucci record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a synthesizer and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Unwound record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a sitar.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Scion,
The Skatalites,
Robert Hood,
Yaz,
The Stooges,
Scientists,
JFA,
Morten Harket,
Cal Tjader,
Tears for Fears,
Connie Case,
Infiniti,
Can,
Isaac Hayes,
Electric Light Orchestra,
Pylon,
Eli Mardock,
Surgeon,
Livin' Joy,
Crime,
Grey Daturas,
The Index,
The Standells,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Fad Gadget,
Blossom Toes,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Porter Ricks,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Piero Umiliani,
F. McDonald,
Lightning Bolt,
The Pretty Things,
Boogie Down Productions,
Mad Mike,
Marine Girls,
Nation of Ulysses,
The Real Kids,
Gong,
Shuggie Otis,
Ohio Players,
Flash Fearless,
The Fuzztones,
The Pop Group,
Cymande,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Shoche,
The Smoke,
The Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
Aural Exciters,
Pere Ubu,
The Invisible,
Lee Hazlewood,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Newcleus,
The Barracudas,
Magma,
A Certain Ratio,
Wasted Youth,
Jacob Miller,
Fort Wilson Riot,
The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight, The Shadows of Knight.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.